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Smoke DZA
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Gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
Comin' down hard, comin', comin' down hard
I got gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
She love the Rolls-Royce stars, countin' cash 'til the morn'
Gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
Comin' down hard, comin', comin' down hard
I got gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
She love the Rolls-Royce stars, countin' cash 'til the morn'
I never trip, money to get
Invest it legit, triple-double this shit
40 Points, 12 assists, 10 blocks on the strip
Bitches all on the wrist, nice diamonds on this
The jeweler spent time on this shit, smoke the fire in the whip
300 Thousand, my partners drive houses
Hop out it, hear fools mumblin' 'bout it
Some of them niggas take pictures fronted when I'm not around it
Just another day, couple bong rips, couple J's
I be on the way, slidin' in some joggers and a pair of Bathing Apes
White tee and a fitted, effortlessly drippin'
That's just how I kick it
Gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
Comin' down hard
I got gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
She love the Rolls-Royce stars, countin' cash 'til the morn'
Gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
Comin' down hard, comin', comin' down hard
I got gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
She love the Rolls-Royce stars, countin' cash 'til the morn'
Gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
Comin' down hard, comin', comin' down hard
I got gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
She love the Rolls-Royce stars, countin' cash 'til the morn'
In somethin' fast, color soo-woo (Red)
Tap the gas in Harlem, split second, I'm in my shoe, Lou
Toodles, bad bitch with me goin' noodles
Light-skinned, cum in her face, have her lookin' like a strudel
Expensive taste, she like Celine and Miu Miu
A certified bad guru
She need a Birkin when she walk her poodle
All I ask is Miss Red Lip, don't stain my drip
She got a whole man, but she still gon' trip for some famous dick
Now she caught up in her feelings, that's some dangerous shit
R&B in the Wraith, gettin' her rerun
She fascinated with the stars, get a wish on everyone
Gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
Comin' down hard, comin', comin' down hard
I got gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
She love the Rolls-Royce stars, countin' cash 'til the morn'
Gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
Comin' down hard, comin', comin' down hard
I got gas in the jar, somethin' bad in the car
She love the Rolls-Royce stars, countin' cash 'til the morn'
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